When it’s hard to find that inner balance,
Maybe it’s time to flip a coin.
There’s nothing like the flicker of silver,
Spinning just below the clouds
To clear those cobwebs from the mind.

When we both know what should be said.
The truth is trapped behind politeness,
So why is it so hard to say,
What we both know should be said?

How simple a life alone can be,
In coping when the dramas comes,
Only from that place deep inside.
When a love of life is to be cultivated,
Why do most take the starvation line?

When we both know what could be said.
The truth is hidden beneath politeness,
So why is it so hard to say,
What we both know could be said?

It takes only two to tango,
And just one to set the music spin.
Love won’t continue to (r)evolve,
For this dance will be never ended,
Unless we continue to let it play.

When we both know what needs to be said.
The truth is lost beyond politeness,
Why is it so hard to simply say,
What we both know needs to be said?